"Although the old gentleman is relieved, it's just that what to do with these people, and it is better to ask Grandma Tong to leave a charter, after all, they are all under the command of the Vulture Palace. ”

Murong Fu said lightly, and his eyes fell on Tianshan Tong's grandmother.

The meaning of his words is very clear, that is, to ask to what extent the treatment has been carried out, whether it is killing or wounding, these are completely two concepts.

"Hehe, boy, these people are a bunch of wolf-hearted and dog-hearted people, but just kill them like this, grandma, I don't want to, you only hurt and don't kill them, you have your own time to deal with them. ”

Tianshan Tong smiled, her voice was hoarse and gloomy, and people couldn't help but feel a coldness.

Murong Fu nodded, he had already guessed that this was the result, Tianshan Tong Grandma was not a kind-hearted person, otherwise he would not have planted life and death talismans for the people of the thirty-six caves and seventy-two islands, as long as it was controlled by her secret weapon, it was better to live than to die, and it was better to kill it with a knife, which shows the temperament of Tianshan Tong and his wife, this time Boss Wu and his party actually held a meeting of ten thousand immortals here, wanting to rebel against the Vulture Palace, according to the temperament of Tianshan Tong, naturally they would not let them die so easily, and they had to be tortured。

For these, Murong Fu didn't care too much, his martial arts cultivation had reached his level, and there were really not many things in this world that could make him care.

At least these people from the thirty-six caves and seventy-two islands are not worthy of his attention, and the Tianshan Tong grandmother uses cruel means to deal with these people, which is nothing, after all, they are all people who are sideways, and there are not a few people who are extremely vicious The five buckets of rice divine skills, although there are a bit of mysteries, but I don't know how many lives I have killed, such a person, in the thirty-six caves and seventy-two islands, abound, where there are a few good people, so no matter how Tianshan Tong treats them, Murong Fu doesn't care about it at all.

As he spoke, Boss Wu and his party had already killed one after another, and for a while, the energy was flying, the swords and swords were endless, and a forest of killing machines was surging like a tide.

Wu Yazi fluttered under his feet, never stopped, holding one hand on the Lingtai acupoint behind the Tianshan Tong Mama, the pure and majestic Northern Ming True Qi continued to enter it, suppressing the boiling qi and blood and true power in the Tianshan Tong Mama, turning a blind eye to the people who killed around him.

This is not his trust, but he knows very well that with Murong Fu's ability, he will definitely be able to protect them.

Brush, a strange emerald green knife light twisted and cut, sneering at the wind, winding towards Murong Fu's chest, the knife technique is rigid and soft, weird and ruthless, it is really a superior knife technique.

Look at the person who made the move, who else could there be if it wasn't Boss Wu.

"Haha, what a green wave fragrant dew knife, Boss Wu, you really have some ability, but it's a pity that you don't study martial arts and learn knife techniques, but instead learn poison and other crooked ways, and you are useless when you think about it. ”

With a light laugh, Murong Fu faintly smelled a strange sweet fragrance between his mouth and nose, and then thought of Boss Wu's famous stunt Green Wave Xianglu Knife, he naturally understood that his knife technique was certainly weird and vicious, but the most terrifying of them was the poison contaminated with the knife, which could be said to be a bloody throat, which was more powerful than his knife technique.

Boss Wu's knife was originally headed towards Wuyazi and Tianshan Tong's grandmother, but as soon as there was a flower in front of him, a young man in Tsing Yi appeared, and he heard this young man call out the secret of his own mastery, and he was really shocked in his heart, but after the shock, there was a strong killing intent.

He can be said to have let go this time, if he can't end up with Tianshan Tong's grandmother, then the end is destined to be tragic to the point where he will be creepy, where will there be half a point of mercy.

"Huangkou Xiaoer, what a big breath, I'm really looking for death!"

While scolding angrily, the sword light in his hand became more and more miserable, and it cut over in the blink of an eye like a green light.

With a light snort, Murong Fu's palm was like a sponge, and with a slight twist, it landed on Boss Wu's wrist through the heavy sword light, and with a pop, just a light pat, a feminine and penetrating true power invaded the meridians of Boss Wu's arm.

The arm was numb, and then there was a sharp pain, the pain entered the bone marrow, the black boss changed color, his face was full of horror, he couldn't imagine it, just a flick of his fingers, the green wave Xianglu knife technique that he was proud of was broken like this, and the sharpest poison did not play a role.

He didn't know that Murong Fu had accumulated several lifetimes, the realm was high, and there was a rebirth in Gusu Murong in this life, the martial arts classics at home were vast, and the martial arts of all sects and factions in the martial arts were all well known except for a few, and the comprehension of martial arts tricks had reached the realm of supernatural skills.

However, since Tianshan Tong's grandmother said it first, Murong Fu naturally would not be a killer, and shook off the knife in Boss Wu's hand, and pressed it on his chest with his backpalm, and a majestic real force was struck, directly sealing Boss Wu's vital body, and he fell to the ground with a plop, unable to move.

All this is a long story, but in fact, the battle between Murong Fu and Boss Wu was just a few moves in an instant, and Boss Wu was subdued by life, and he no longer had the ability to do it.

At the same time, several other attacks also arrived.

Most of them were heading towards Wuyazi and Tianshan Tong's grandmother, and Murong Fu's figure was fluttering, like a cloud fluttering in the dark, and they all took it one by one.

Poof, the air trembled, and a mouthful of thick phlegm shot like a meteor.

Murong Fu's face turned cold, if he said that he fought with others, he didn't care, but this Duanmu Cave Master on Hainan Island had practiced the Five Buckets of Rice Divine Skill, which was subtle but subtle, but between the shots, it was too disgusting, and he actually attacked with thick phlegm in his mouth, which made him unbearable.

"Mr. Duanmu, is this the five buckets of rice magic skills you have practiced? ”

Murong Fu saw that the thick phlegm was originally coming towards the door in front of him, but he suddenly said that he turned in a direction, crossed an arc, and twisted it in his temple, this temple is one of the death points of the human body, with the skill of the Duanmu Cave Master, although it is a mouthful of thick phlegm, but if an ordinary person in the martial arts is hit by him in the temple, if the true power of protecting the body is insufficient, I am afraid that there is only one way to die, which shows the viciousness of this person's mind.

However, today he used this kung fu on Murong Fu, and it was also unlucky. Murong Fu's spiritual sense is like a god, within a few zhang of his body, all the changes in the airflow, the operation of the true power, are all clear to him, although the kung fu of returning to the future is a little subtle, but how can he escape his magic eyes, the figure flickered, a piece of afterimage appeared, and the mouthful of thick phlegm fell into the empty space.

This move caught the Duanmu Cave Lord off guard, since he practiced the Five Buckets of Rice Divine Skill, it can be said that he is invincible, I don't know how many people died under this trick by surprise, but today in front of the young man in Tsing Yi actually missed, which made the Duanmu Cave Lord immediately have a little trance.

Murong Fu's footsteps scurried, swaying back and forth strangely for a moment, and suddenly appeared in front of the Duanmu Cave Master, the same palm was slapped out, the palm power was soft and dense, as if there were invisible thin threads constantly winding and crushing, and with a pop, it fell on the mouth of the Duanmu Cave Master. This time for the Duanmu Cave Master, it was miserable, his brain was dizzy, and then his mouth full of teeth was beaten into powder under Murong Fu's palm, turning into a pile of bone powder inch by inch, and flowing out of his saliva.

With a miserable snort, the Duanmu Cave Lord didn't even have time to say a word, and was stunned by Shengsheng.

"Good boy, it's really handsome kung fu, but since you have become the minion of Tianshan Tong's grandmother, then don't blame the old man for being ruthless. ”

A sharp call sounded, Zhuo Bufan came with a sword, the sword light was swallowed, the sword was full of Huohuo, and the fierce killing machine was permeated, only to see a ball of snow-blue steel spinning, and the sharp edge was everywhere.

"Hey, Your Excellency's swordsmanship is also a bit mysterious, but if you want to put on the name of a sword god based on this, I'm afraid it's a little untrue. ”

Murong Fu shook his head slightly, feeling a little regretful in his heart, this extraordinary swordsmanship can be described as a must in the Tianlong world, this person's swordsmanship is pure, compared to ordinary people in the martial arts, it is too much stronger, and it can barely be called a swordsman, and the opportunity is not small, he got a sword scripture left by his predecessors, but unfortunately, in the end, the comprehension in the way of the sword is still a little reluctant, and even the sword intent has just had a prototype, as for the green sword, I am afraid that it is not his own cultivation that can be condensed, most of them still got some wonderful methods on the nameless sword scripture, and barely urged it out。

is also the same, Murong Fu feels a little regretful, his most powerful means is a kendo cultivation, but in today's martial arts, there are really too few people who can let him use swords, so he mostly uses fist and foot kung fu to deal with it on weekdays, but when he sees the joy of hunting, he still has a little preference for those who have achieved something in swordsmanship.

It's just that this extraordinary swordsmanship made him a little disappointed.

"At a young age, with such a big tone, the old man has been practicing swords for decades, and it is the first time you have said such things, look at the sword!"

Zhuo Bufan's cold and murderous voice sounded, and the killing intent in his heart was a little stronger.

He was originally a conceited person, especially for his swordsmanship cultivation, he was afraid that no one could match the martial arts in the rivers and lakes today, but now he was underestimated by Murong Fu, which naturally made him angry.

Murong Fu didn't say anything more, he used his finger as a sword, and with a slight flicker, he clicked a few times in the void, as if a cyan streamer was swallowing his fingertips, sharp and compelling, like sword qi.

Dingding, the sound of several gold and iron clashes sounded, the sword on Zhuo Bufan's sword collapsed, and Zhou Gong's swordsmanship in one hand was interrupted by Shengsheng, it was difficult to continue, and his heart was bored, and he almost spurted blood.

The sword intent is blocked, and it is really uncomfortable for a person who uses a sword.

Zhuo Bufan experienced it firsthand this time.

His eyes looked at Murong Fu in disbelief, and gradually became as solemn as frost and snow.